Han Shu had managed to forget many details of that day. It was as if an eraser had silently wiped away the parts he was afraid to remember, leaving dust scattered everywhere... There was only one scene he could never erase: she stood in the defendant’s dock, while he sat below. Han Shu didn’t dare look into her eyes, yet hoped she would glance at him. But she didn’t. He knew she hadn’t looked at him for even a second.
There was someone living in Juchun’s heart. She firmly believed that person had only closed his eyes. Many years later, she dreamed that he finally opened them and smiled at her. And then she cried.
